foxes

We have a new pet on the farm.

In fact, we have a couple of new pets.

Actually, I'm thinking, we probably have or will have a new family settled on the farm.

Two fat, red, beautiful, fluffy furred foxes have taken up residence in our round bales of hay.

They've been here a good month and don't seemed to be too bothered by our constant commotion.

Needless to say, the boys will no longer go jump hay bales, something they love to do. Honestly, they won't even walk west down the dead end road toward the hay bales.

They fear the foxes may see them as their next tasty meal.